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Mother: It's lies. It's all lies. Norman, she's a lying whore.
Tracy Venable: Norman! Norman, where are you?
Mother: She's a slut!
Tracy Venable: Norman!
Mother: Don't let her talk about me like that!
Tracy Venable: Norman! Please, Norman, please listen to me! Norman, Mrs. Bates, whoever your are, damn it, doesn't it make any difference in that demented brain of yours?
Mother: Kill her, boy! Get her! Just like the others! Get her!
Tracy Venable: Oh! No! Don't! No! Please! Norman, no!
Mother: [Norman stabs mother] Norman! Can't you do anything right? How dare you treat your mother in such... a... way... Norman...
Norman Bates: So I don't have the guts, huh?


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